âGood morning. I canât open the store today, so you can lock it up when you get in.â
âAre you sure?
âItâs better than work, mon!
Is that all right with you?
In the meantime, I locked up and when I went to the back of the store, Mr. Delose greeted me with a sneer.
âGood Morningâ
âMorning. Isnât Rose saying all I can?
âItâs okay. We rely more on you.â
âRose likes to be relied upon, thatâs fine, soâ
I guess Mr. Delose really likes Mr. Rose.
My eyes are really sweet when I talk about Mr. Rose.
âShall we start because the cooking area is already ready? Oh, what should I do?
Mr. Rose looked at the bag containing the Solas and showed a little lost.
Could it be that you havenât told Mr. Delose about the Flems?
I thought we were likely to talk because we were a couple.
âYou havenât spoken?
âOf course not? I donât need to talk about it. But itâs pathetic to be in there all the time⌠should we still throw Delos out somewhere?
What, are you kicking Mr. Delose out?
Normally, isnât this the right place to talk about Sola and the others?
âSorry, Delose, about five hoursâ
âNo, no, wait, Mr. Rose. Mr. Delose would know best what Mr. Rose is like, right? Youâre a trustworthy man, arenât you?
âItâs obvious, right? I wouldnât marry you if I didnât.â
âThen I have no problem talking to you. So letâs not kick Mr. Delose out.â\n
I was in a hurry.
Mr. Druid is laughing next door.
Or Mr. DeRoth, because heâs smiling and watching us interact, but heâs about to be kicked out!
âI donât have a choice.â
I think itâs something different.
I donât know what Mr. Rose feels anymore.
and while he was haunting his head, Mr. Rose explained to Mr. Delose about the Flems.
âIvy has company that people keep to themselves. Flem, Sola and Ciel. Theyâre all cute demons, but rare, so thereâs no point in saying anything else, okay?
âOh, okay.â
I donât think Mr. Roseâs too brief explanation would tell almost anything, but Mr. Delose snorted.
Does this mean weâre going to be a couple?
âWell, Iâm done explaining, and let the Flems out for you. Itâs pathetic in the bag.â
âYes.â
When we let the Flems out, Sora jumps right in to Mr. Delose.
He hastily took it, but Iâm sorry.
âExcuse me.â
âNo, Iâve never seen such a cheerful slime. Roseâs right. Youâre adorable.â
âDonât you? I can watch you forever.â
âHere, you teach âKomeâ cooking, donât you? Sorry to keep you waiting, Ivy.â
âI know. Okay, this way. Deloise, I want you to take care of the Flems.â
âI know.â
Mr Rose and Mr Delose are strange.
When I look at the two of them, I feel like I can see only two spaces that I canât disturb.
What a strange space to explain that makes you want to watch them softly somewhere beside each other. \nâHmm? Whatâs wrong with both of you?
âNo, nothingâ
Watching the two of you makes my heart warm.
Iâd like to meet someone who can have this relationship.
Mr. Druid and I are a little different because we are close to parent-child relationships.
Or Mr. Druid will have to find his lover first, rather than me.
âŚâŚ Shall I also make Mr. Druidâs search for a lover a goal of the journey?
Anyway, Mr. Druid looks like heâs giving up on love.
Heâs a very good man, but a waste.
âGood luck, Mr. Druid.â
âHmm? Uh, rice balls?
To the sudden proclamation, Mr. Druid in a strange way.
In words, theyâre going to disagree, so letâs shut up.
âWell, letâs get startedâ
âYes. Even so, I have nothing to do while Iâm cooking rice.â
âReally?
âYes, because you can cook without any problems if youâre just careful with the fire.â
âItâs a little hard to fire, though.â
Mr. Druid has been cooking rice for me lately while Iâm cooking.
Iâm used to it now, so I donât have a problem with it, but in the beginning I was worried about it a lot because of the fire.
How many times did you almost spray on your serious expression when checking the condition of the cooked rice?
Well, neither can I. I canât tell you about people because I worshipped them before I opened the lid.
âThen while weâre cooking rice, shall we make some freaks?
\nDid I make a mistake, or were you upset by the loss of your bet?
âThis is characterized by a rather distinctive sweetness. Not many people like you, huh? Whereâd you get that?
âItâs a shop made of brothers. butchers and food shops in one of the shops.â
âOh, Arooi and Trookaâs, huh? Trookaâs the one whoâs been looking for the sauce, right?
Apparently, people I know.
âYes.â
âIâm sorry. Sheâs pretty pissed off.â
Mr. Rose sighs loudly and brings me two sauces from the shelf.
âThese two are the mainstream sources in this village. Because itâs sweet, itâs easy to use for cooking.â
Mr. Rose puts a little of each sauce in a small plate and puts it out in front of me.
Add a little sauce to your fingers to make sure it tastes good.
They certainly arenât all that sweet, so theyâre easy to use for cooking.
âItâs delicious. The sweetness seems good.â
âRight? Itâs the pride of the village.â
Donât even know you want to brag.
Rich in sweetness and really delicious.
This sauce would be enough when you want it to taste sweet and spicy.
âBut the Trooka guy hasnât either. Totally.â
Laughing at Mr. Roseâs shuddered voice, Mr. Druid.
When I was being taught to simmer vegetables with a prized sauce to make, the cooking place spread a good smell of rice cooking.
âThat smells good.â
Apparently, he liked it.
If they tell you you canât smell it, you canât move on.
Now, if you take the coarse heat, mix it with the ingredients and grip it!